Your efforts to control the flow of life are sure to fail, for you have defined yourself to be small and separate. Why not just re-define?
All movement in nature, including the movement of life, moves to stop. It wants to reach, get a climax, which will be the end of movement.
How will it feel to know that you have wasted your one precious life, and now it is too late? Wake up!
There is no ‘my life’ or ‘your life’. There is just Life, total. ‘My life’ is ego, separation and ends in death. Life is oneness and immortal.
The spontaneous energy of life, when denied expression, shows up in the form of desire. Desire: Spontaneity stifled and relegated to future.
I think of life in terms of a time-duration. But time itself makes my definition of life insubstantial. Time means death. Life can’t be time.
Life is dear. But we call life as life only because death is there. And death is a scare. Is it any wonder our life is a nightmare!
What is ego? The idea that I am more alive or more intelligent than anybody or anything else. Temporalisation or localisation of life is ego.
Find out all your reasons in life. See whether they’re big or small. Whether yours or borrowed. Then get rid of them all. Live unreasonably.
Every meaningful work that I do is based on my concepts, and hence on my ego. Let me dance a meaningless dance and live a meaningless life.
How will you realise your vastness if you are so caught in your petty affairs? Why must so much of my life and energy go into the trivial?
Life is the sacred silence of a raucous laughter, or a raucous laughter of the sacred silence. A holy verse, a vulgar joke. Live. Both. Fully.
There is no need to give detailed accounts of your life. All your stories are just ego. Just admit “I failed”, and you are home.
The hope of an answer sustains the question. The sustenance of questions appears to make life purposeful, but is actually a trap. No answers.
Living well, living fully is the purpose of life. Why ask for another purpose?
Too many life-experts claim expertise on the base that they have never really lived! There is no way to know life than by being in it fully.
When man refuses to live in the essence, he lives in the periphery, in the inessential. See how you have filled your life with the inessentials. See how you suffer. See how you long for the Essential.
Mind immersed in its source, is the mind in its calm witnessing nature. Such a mind is just one with its object. Immersion, the way of life.
Witnessing isn’t detachment, rather it is immersion in life. When the subject immerses in its object, subject and object merge into nothing.
All my accumulations will be of no use after death. They will just be the life lost in gathering them. I can die any time. Saving is losing.